We wish for a better life.
But whats the point in wishing and hoping,
If we dont put up a little fight?
Im not talking about a fight with guns,
Nothing violent, but something fun.
When you feel chaos in you,
Let it out, plant a tree too.
Dig your own hole,
Fill it up with much soul.
Put a tree or a plant or two,
Making an edible garden for yours and you.
Trust me friend,
You dont want hell,
But this is exactly what you ask for,
When we destroy the earths shell.
So plant a tree ,
Or a plant or two.
This way we can all benefit,
From the earths renew.
Have you seen the religious wars?
The pictures on the internet?
The burned down stores?
Innocents dyeing by the scores…
What is the point in saying ‘thou shall not kill’,
Calling it your reality,
And doing the absolute unreal?
Plant seeds and sing songs,
Avoiding the hit from the bong,
Lets get real,
And enforce ‘thou shall not kill’.
Can you run further when you take these med pills?
Is your philosophy cutting amazon rainforest and the indians it kills?
Ponder on this very slowly,
Because if you don’t,
It will be YOUR heart that feels lowly.
Its like there is a sin in the atmosphere